Hello everyone! I'm probably going to be quite busy with real life stuff but I will try to continue to update! Chapters will be shorter :/ but it's easier to work on that way. Thank you for reading!
Senraen slowly woke to the sound of her lover's heartbeat. Her head resting on Zah'kal's chest, she slowly opened her eyes. The sun had set, it's faint light barely visible beyond the horizon. With it's retreat the blue moon's power grew; it's light made all the vegetation glow and the small stream shimmer. She heard the songs of summer insects and small animals waking from their daylight slumbers, ready to claim the night.
Please don't let this be another dream. The night elf thought. The serenity she felt now was one she had only known in her sweetest fantasies. Fantasies she had thought so unobtainable she dared not hope they would come true. Sen lifted her head, trying not to disturb the sleeping troll. They both laid naked upon the blanket they had given into their primal desire. She had needed that nap, it had been days since she slept so soundly.
She got up slowly, walking toward where the small stream slowed and pooled a little and took a deep breath. The air was heavy with the smells of wildflowers and fresh water. "Ya be beautiful, love." She heard Zah'kal say softly. He looked at her as he still lay on the blanket. His eyes took her in. The moonlight danced upon her hair with the soft warm breeze. It highlighted her skin and the feral look in her eyes were softer, with something in them he couldn't quite put his finger on. She is beauty and beauty is her. He thought. For all the times he had heard the Zandali saying he finally knew what it meant.
He walked toward the stream and got in. The cool water was refreshing as it slowly covered him and his night elf. Together they bathed, learning every inch of each other and appreciating every detail. Sen's senses were still heightened by the blue moon, but this time it was different. There was no frenzied feeling, no constant primal voice telling her to fuck. There was only Zah'kal and the peace he brought.
The troll rested his back against a smooth rock where the stream picked up it's pace again and Senraen placed her back upon his chest. His arms wrapped around her and he played with her hair. Both lovers sat in silence, listening to the sounds of nature and enjoying the others' company. Tonight they would live in the moment. When would they get such a chance again?
"Come, lets get out before we get pruny." Sen said; she had never felt more alive. She wanted to run through the wilderness; hunt, play, anything and everything as long as they did it together. She dried off and quickly stealthed while Zah'kal dried off his hair. Once he was done he looked around bewildered, his clothes were not where he had left them nor was Sen. In fact, they were no where to be seen. Realizing the game he quickly changed into a cat and prowled. She be a rogue, but no rogue can match a druid's trackin' abilities. He thought as he sniffed the air looking for her scent.
Sen crouched near a bush where she had hidden his clothes, straining her eyes and ears hoping to pick up any sign of her troll. She threw a pebble into another bush ten feet away in hopes he would be drawn to it. No such luck, he knew all the tricks rogues played. She began to creep toward his discarded towel so that she could track him. As she neared it she felt two soft paws push into her back toppling her over and out of her stealth. A large, tusked cat sat on top of her and licked her nose with it's rough tongue. "How did you find me?" She laughed.
"I can smell ya, plus I knew you'd come back dis way lookin' for me. Only a matta of time." He said shifting back. It was partially true, but for some reason it was like he knew exactly where she was and he couldn't explain it. Both of them became aware of their position, and the fact they were both still naked. Their playful mood shifted to the familiar one of desire.
They rolled onto their side and kissed each other. This time it was different than the last, it was as if they were savoring every moment, every caress. Zah'kal rolled on top of her once more and said in a husky voice, "I want to please ya, love." He pinned her hands above her head with one of his own, his strength sending chills down the night elf's spine. Her body submitted of it's own will. She felt his hand massage her breast slowly, lightly brushing against her nipple then cupping the whole mound in his hand, the troll made sure to give attention every part. He kissed the other while his hand worked, all around the hardening nub without touching it directly. His ministrations and teasing fanned her flames more than anything she had experienced. She felt her folds part and grow slick; she moaned softly as his tongue finally stopped to dance on her nipple. She arched her back, begging for more and Zah'kal took it in his mouth sucking while his tongue continued to play with it. His finger and thumb played with her other nipple pulling an kneading it before letting go of her hands so that he may use both of his. He switched between both sides while his hands made sure to continuously massage her.
Senraen's whole body felt like it was responding. She felt him kissing a trail down her stomach as his hands lifted her thighs and spread them. He placed a final kiss on top of her clit and felt it erect in its hood. The night elf's hands ran through his red mohawk as he dipped his tongue between her folds. With each pass a wave of pleasure shot through her stomach and her gasps and moans sounded more desperate than before. She had never felt anything like it not even when she pleasured herself, the sensation was so intense. She felt her pulse increase as her heart began to hammer in her chest. When he took her clit in his mouth her ragged gasps began to mix with screams. His light sucking while his tongue licked quickly at her exposed rosebud were maddening. Her legs were jelly and her core ached for him.
Zah'kal slipped a finger into her, the heat of her arousal made her dripping wet and he fought to focus on pleasing her. He felt her hands leave his head, each of them grasping at the grass as her back arched and her screams grew louder. He felt her nearing her peak and her walls quivered around his finger. He quickened his pace and sucked more firmly. Finally she peaked, Her body acting on it's own as the waves rocked her body and he felt her nectar drip down his hand.
He came back up to her and kissed her neck as she came down from her orgasm. "Ya like dat? Ya gonna feel it all night." He said huskily as he pushed into her while her walls were still pulsing. He leaned back until he was sitting upright and hooked her thighs around the crook of his arms while she still lay on her back. He began to thrust into her fast and deep, the angle letting him go farther. Before she could even come all the way down he was pushing her to climax again. With her pleasure growing he seemed to know, each thrust coming wilder until her walls grabbed onto him once more. He slowed then, letting her enjoy every orgasmic wave and complementing them with his dick hitting the right places at the right time. He loved watching her; he looked down at her body. Her back arched, her flat belly, and her folds taking him in as her breasts rose and fell with every gasp. Once her climax had passed, he leaned over her and pushed deep inside her, changing his pace to a slow thrust. "Zah'kal you're so deep, just like that." She moaned. Each push she felt within her sent a painful pleasure radiating through her core and she liked it. She loved feeling his head strain against her cervix, his member the perfect girth to make it pleasurable. Each time he pulled out slowly then pressed in again. Rubbing her g-spot and burying himself as far as he could go. She felt a sensation deep within her she had never felt before, as if her whole body was one big sex organ. He pushed in faster with the same thrust, it felt like she was pulling him in. Sen didn't know what to think, the feeling was foreign but it felt so good. Maybe I should stop him?! Her mind and body were at odds. Never had she felt this sort of pleasure and it made her nervous. "Zah'kal" she moaned and was cut off as the same sensation hit again but stronger. She tried again through her pleasured moans "Zah'kal wait-"
"Trust me, Meh'Atal." He said into her neck. As he continued. He placed reassuring kisses down her neck and went faster. Her body quickly dismissed any misgivings her mind had about the new sensation.
"Zah'kal!" She screamed out of pure ecstasy, as her nails raked his back hard enough to break skin. She could no longer think, all she felt was him. Her voice, her walls pulling him in were eclipsed by the sharp hot sensation of her clawing his back and he felt the berserk drive him. Mine. Was his only thought. He bit the nape of her neck claiming her as he thrust in with raw instinctual lust. His growls reverberating through her. She clawed harder, the sensation taking over her. Sen's blood ran hot through her body and slight red twinge lined her vision. The pain from his hard wild thrusts and his bite amplified that unfamiliar pleasure. Her hips were rising to meet him, she wanted more, as if she couldn't get enough. The sensation kept building, both of them were covered in sweat; their hips moving together in a wild dance. She felt her climax harder than she had ever felt, ever imagined. Her scream echoed in the night and her whole body shook. A wetness released surprising her, but it seemed to excite her lover.
Zah'kal felt her climax wash down his balls and all over his thighs causing him to climax as well, his seed mixing with her release. He felt himself pulsing for nearly a minute, with each one more cum filled her. Slowly he began to soften and his member slid out of her completely spent. He lifted his head and looked at Sen, her eyes were glowing a darker amber as they looked at him. He felt her hands holding on to him weakly, then one moved to trace his cheek and tusk. They studied each other a moment taking each other's after glow. He rolled off of her, both of them out of energy, he looked toward the mat they had napped on earlier.
"Ya need rest, Sen." He said studying her body. I need da rest too. He thought. The troll had heard of the mad lust, but had never experienced it and it took considerably more energy than normal.
"We can just sleep here." Sen said her eyes closing, she wasn't entirely sure she could walk to their make shift bed.
Zah'kal chuckled. "Be betta back at camp plus I don't want da sun waking us up in a few hours." He said getting up and carrying the night elf. He lay her down and gathered a blanket and pillows. They were asleep shortly after.
It was nearly noon before they woke the next day. Tesh and Runt had returned and were doing their best to annoy their respective owners. Both lovers batted lightly at their mounts but to no avail. Slowly the woke and got ready. Sen was slightly sore from last night and both were in bad need of a bath. Zah'kal got up and stretched. "By Elune your back, I didn't mean to do that." Sen said in horror as she looked at the scratch marks she had left. "It don't hurt dat bad, girlie. Ya couldn't help ya self." He said with a wink.
They bathed again in the stream, Zah'kal placed a rejuvenation spell on them but oddly his bite mark had left a scar as well as set of four scratch marks on his back from Sen. The night elf gathered his hiding place so that they both could dress and start off on their quest. They road in silence, both of them lost in thought. Things would never again be simple.